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Christmas Eve

April 28, 2008

Two red-tailed hawks tear at opposite ends
of a dead doe, corpse tossed fifteen feet
from the road, meat kept by the cool air,
body opening like bittersweet’s last red
fruit as it clings to the vine.

by Todd Davis

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  1. May 5, 2008 at 7:25 am

    I love this poem in its appropriate brevity, and the perfect simile with the bittersweet fruit.

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